k**a Kyleon - Stop Flow lyrics

[Slim Thug] Young Thug, taking over the club Every month I'm on new dubs, they think I sell d** Cause I flip the newest whips, and strip the baddest dips I be in they lips and hips, without tricking my chips You old dudes, tricking off your cash To experience some old a**, that I had in the past Like a pimp I smash and dash, I conquer my task She was bad before I hit, but now the b**h is trash I don't like to play house, I don't like to play spouse I been there and done that boo, that sh** played out Honestly I feel like, all women are freaks And who you know under 40, that don't cheat So save the bullsh**, and just let a n***a hit I send you home to your man, smelling like dick I send you home to your man, nut on your outfit You better think quick, or get kicked out b**h As we proceed... [Kyleon] You f**ing with k**a, these bullets'll hit your tissue Like Sports Illustrated, you'll get your issue When the mack flash your a**, or get your picture Put on an obituary, and your click will miss ya Motherf**er I'm k**a, Kyleon when I clutch the Glock Your a** and your elbows, finna touch the block Hide your cash your elbows, you better tuck your rocks I'm sorta like Deebo, when I touch the block When I bust the shots, it look like the jaws of life Cause I'll open up your chest, and have you scarred for life I'm k**ing n***as with the flow, because the bars I write The bars I write, might put me behind bars for life Murder he spoke, all because of this murder he wrote Keep murdering folks, everytime it's a murder provoked This k**er ain't the only thing, that a murder smoke So try to test me if you want, and I'll murder you folk I'm Kyleon, nope I'm not Adran's brother I'm a Boss Hogg Outlaw, I rap cadran's brother And the flow that I spit, is so amazing brother You can't reach me on the phone, well try paging me brother Got n***as that's with us, that play for the bro's Got pimps with us, that play with the hoes Rayface pull out the low, so we can play with the fo's All you hoes get naked, do away with your clothes k**a